31Mr Jeffries was dead.
Rachel arrived for her shift, late thanks to Charlie, and his room was cleared out, his wife sent home and nobody seemed interested in what had happened. She had to dig for information and eventually found the nurse that had cleaned up the room. Jeffries had started having palpitations, probably the onset of a heart attack. He lost consciousness then died shortly after. Nobody helped him. Nobody thought to hook him back up to the medicom and save his life. Nobody cared.
Even the worst hospitals, places like St Mary's, tried to do what they could to keep their patients alive. Supplies and expertise were limited, but nobody died without a fight, because if they did there was no hope for anyone. Rachel paced the ward, unable to look at the so–called doctors around he
